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Who’s left to change the world?

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The 60’s changed the world, and all those goofy hippies who did it had babies.

I’m one of those babies. And I’m 32 now. What’s left for me? I watched by parents really do the stuff that the hippies-cum-yuppies bragged they did. They really went all over the world and changed wherever they went.

Not that I approve of their methods necessarily. Now that I’m as old as they were when they did some of their revolutionary stuff, I just think, “there must have been a better way.”

But then again, it’s tough to change the world. Not many people are trying any more. There lingers a desire, maybe a reminscence of once having been a revolutionary. Starbucks sprays that scent around all it’s stores. It doesn’t have any substance, it’s a synthetic aroma.

Another hippie-revolutionary nostalgic institution…NPR…Their very tone of voice is soothing. It makes me think they are all open-minded, well-educated, fair and balance citizens.

And yet. They are not. I repeatedly find them to be increasingly uninterested in democracy and more interested in the democratic party.

What kind of revolutionaries are they?

So here’s my new beef. NPR has fired a guy for giving an opinion that the Museum of Modern Art in New York finds embarrassing.

Shame. Turn in your card, National Public Radio. You have tromped on journalistic integrity and free speech. Your very existence is supported by our government AND the listeners who send in their 10 bucks a month because you are supposed to be free from corporate advertising alliances.

Sell Outs.

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  • RJ

    As one turns through the radio dial, there is no question which station is NPR. It’s the station with the hosts who are not screaming at you. In fact, they are almost whispering.

    There is no background music or sound effects. Just some boring guy or gal who intones each syllabul with a special emphasis.

    NPR is great for me when I’m driving to work. It soothes me, as I know I’m about to enter a fresh hell…

  • I can’t listen to NPR in the car. I need someone shouting crazy stuff at me so I can stay awake. Wish I could get Air America but I think their station count is now down to 3 and I’m not going to spring for satellite radio.


  • My biggest beef with NPR goes back several years. It disgusted me that they would air stories on the way corporations were devouring stations and homogenizing the airwaves, eliminating minor competitors along the way. That was true, but NPR never engaged in full disclosure. What they always left out was the fact that nobody devoured more stations than the NPR. Hundreds of 10-watt and 100-watt stations, true independents and community stations, were wiped out by the NPR.